Another thing I have to say about the Austrian gp - and no one, seriously no one can tell me it hasn't exactly happened like this!
Like Carlos had already said it, he had really thought to have the day off on Monday after the Styrian gp and he actually really had some free time in the morning, since Lando had probably slept late, only seeing the little gremlin during lunch, sitting there a few tables away with his trainer and manager and just when Carlos had got back to his hotel room, had kicked off his shoes and had just wanted to take a little nap, because it was his day off, someone knocked at his door.
He rolled his eyes for a brief moment in annoy, but at the next moment his lips already formed a soft smiled, because he already exactly knew who was standing there in front of his door and wanted some attention.
Carlos' instincts should had been right once again, because when he opened his door a well-rested, but also bored looking boy with familiar curls, bushy brows and that cheeky smile on his lips stood in front of him. "CarloOoOoOs!! Can we play football together? PleEeEease!!"
Carlos knew he never had a chance to resist those damn puppy eyes, but he still tried to get at least some rest before their match. "I have just wanted to get some siesta."
"But I'm not tired at all." Lando complained and even dared to pout up at him, exactly knowing what an effect that had on the older one. Little bastard.
Of course, Lando wasn't tired. He was still sleeping fast this morning, while Carlos was already taking a run.
In the end, Carlos just gave in to save himself some more nerves, before he sighted and let his shoulders sank in surrender. "Alright. C'mon then." He replied, before he stepped out of his room, laid his arms over Lando’s shoulders and did lead him into the garden of their hotel to play football for the next two hours with him together.
Also the next day Carlos didn't get his well-deserved rest, when not only Lando, but also his lively, younger teammate stood in front of his door, asking him with pleading eyes to go and play golf with them (that's the price he had to pay for having a soft spot for his former-/teammate). And because also this time he couldn't say no, he gave in once again and went golfing with the two muppets.
During the press conference, Carlos even admitted that Lando had won their game. He actually really had together with Caco. Exactly being aware about how happy he could make the boy with saying so, especially after he had been soo sad, when not even offended and he had also pouted like a little baby, when he couldn't be with Carlos together in one team. If looks could kill, Charles would have probably dropped dead that day.
And the older one had really thought that Lando had already got his daily dose of Carlos for that day, after they had gone into that one fancy coffee house, so he could finally teach that boy some chess, after he had come running to him one day and said that he would like to learn it. That jealous gremlin.
Even after qualifying on Saturday, Lando still needed some Carlos-time, even tho the Spaniard had actually already reached his daily dose of Lando for that day. Enough Lando for a night.
But still, after they had spent over one week together in the same hotel, seeing each other daily and spending their whole free time together, Lando still didn't seem to already have enough, when he didn't leave Carlos' side during the interview he had to give for DAZN, missing it to join Carlos on his way to the driver's parade as he used to.
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